I wanted to write a blog that would help me put a voice behind my thoughts and reflections about where I am, right here and now. I’ve tried many things to give rise to this voice. I’ve been a loyal wife, a good mother, an honest friend, a volunteer, a photographer, a music lover, a wine taster, a hiker, a vegetarian, a yogini and a joyful dancer. I still am all those things.
I like to try new things to help me connect with my voice. Recently, I tried an adult jazz dance class. At the end of the class, I was talking to my new teacher and she says “excuse me, I’m just going to change into my jeans here” and she strips off her dance pants in front of me! I tried to make light of the awkward moment by saying, “I guess you’re a dancer; you’re used to changing anywhere.” She promptly said, that’s right, “always naked in the wings.” I love that. I realized that we are all always changing anywhere, always naked in the wings. Waiting. In the wings. Naked. Vulnerable. Waiting to go out there and show ourselves, let our voices be heard.
That’s what I’m doing here. Waiting. Naked In the wings. To dance my dance. To put a voice behind my thoughts. Please comment so I can hear your voice. I promise to write back. Know this: I’m leaving my dancing pants on.